"Not to my knowledge, no. There are many bodies in the snow, but none that I would say are 'fiendish'. And yes, it is rather cold here compared to elsewhere. That can be fixed, however." They glide across the snow, not touching the ground, and point a long crystalline finger at the settlement near the foothills. "If I may ask, that settlement... is it already within the borders of another's domain?"
His hollow eyes look where you are pointing. "I don't believe it is."
"That's good. No interference..." There is a brief pause, as they look down upon the village. "What business brings you to this place? Would I be correct to assume it pertains to these 'fiendish folks' you mentioned?"
"You would indeed be correct. I am hunting down a particularly nasty demon lord. He's killed a few gods already and he wishes to overthrow all the gods. I ain't gonna let that happen."
"That does seem to be cause for concern. Is my domain at enough risk to warrant constructing defenses?" The wind picks up and regains its biting chill, whipping the snow around.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Not to my knowledge, no. There are many bodies in the snow, but none that I would say are 'fiendish'. And yes, it is rather cold here compared to elsewhere. That can be fixed, however." They glide across the snow, not touching the ground, and point a long crystalline finger at the settlement near the foothills. "If I may ask, that settlement... is it already within the borders of another's domain?"
His hollow eyes look where you are pointing. "I don't believe it is."
"That's good. No interference..." There is a brief pause, as they look down upon the village. "What business brings you to this place? Would I be correct to assume it pertains to these 'fiendish folks' you mentioned?"
"You would indeed be correct. I am hunting down a particularly nasty demon lord. He's killed a few gods already and he wishes to overthrow all the gods. I ain't gonna let that happen."
"That does seem to be cause for concern. Is my domain at enough risk to warrant constructing defenses?" The wind picks up and regains its biting chill, whipping the snow around.
"I doubt it. He's been mighty quiet of late and he usually goes for the bigger, older folks."
"Not to my knowledge, no. There are many bodies in the snow, but none that I would say are 'fiendish'. And yes, it is rather cold here compared to elsewhere. That can be fixed, however." They glide across the snow, not touching the ground, and point a long crystalline finger at the settlement near the foothills. "If I may ask, that settlement... is it already within the borders of another's domain?"
His hollow eyes look where you are pointing. "I don't believe it is."
"That's good. No interference..." There is a brief pause, as they look down upon the village. "What business brings you to this place? Would I be correct to assume it pertains to these 'fiendish folks' you mentioned?"
"You would indeed be correct. I am hunting down a particularly nasty demon lord. He's killed a few gods already and he wishes to overthrow all the gods. I ain't gonna let that happen."
"That does seem to be cause for concern. Is my domain at enough risk to warrant constructing defenses?" The wind picks up and regains its biting chill, whipping the snow around.
"I doubt it. He's been mighty quiet of late and he usually goes for the bigger, older folks."
"I see. I suppose lying low for now is the best course of action. Thank you." Sarah looks up at the mountain's peak, thinking about something.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Not to my knowledge, no. There are many bodies in the snow, but none that I would say are 'fiendish'. And yes, it is rather cold here compared to elsewhere. That can be fixed, however." They glide across the snow, not touching the ground, and point a long crystalline finger at the settlement near the foothills. "If I may ask, that settlement... is it already within the borders of another's domain?"
His hollow eyes look where you are pointing. "I don't believe it is."
"That's good. No interference..." There is a brief pause, as they look down upon the village. "What business brings you to this place? Would I be correct to assume it pertains to these 'fiendish folks' you mentioned?"
"You would indeed be correct. I am hunting down a particularly nasty demon lord. He's killed a few gods already and he wishes to overthrow all the gods. I ain't gonna let that happen."
"That does seem to be cause for concern. Is my domain at enough risk to warrant constructing defenses?" The wind picks up and regains its biting chill, whipping the snow around.
"I doubt it. He's been mighty quiet of late and he usually goes for the bigger, older folks."
"I see. I suppose lying low for now is the best course of action. Thank you." Sarah looks up at the mountain's peak, thinking about something.
He nods, "I always like to meet new neighbors. Give them a friendly welcome." The black holes of his eye sockets watch you for a moment, "You plannin somethin?"
Faltros is reclining in the underworld. Devils are travelling on the surface to corrupt mortals, help the spread of evil, etc.
The cartographer is mapping the world.
The cartographer comes across a huge, impossibly tall metal tower that rises from the wasteland.
"What... What is this?" He seems in awe, and starts mapping it.
A bolt of lightning strikes the ground a mere yard away from him, near enough that he can feel the heat from it.
The Tower itself is surrounded by a massive storm, and is so tall that the top can't be seen.
He hastily jumps away from the lightning bolt and begins scribbling random notes in his notebook: "Strange Tower. Covered by storm. Supernatural origin? A Will?"
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
Faltros is reclining in the underworld. Devils are travelling on the surface to corrupt mortals, help the spread of evil, etc.
The cartographer is mapping the world.
The cartographer comes across a huge, impossibly tall metal tower that rises from the wasteland.
"What... What is this?" He seems in awe, and starts mapping it.
A bolt of lightning strikes the ground a mere yard away from him, near enough that he can feel the heat from it.
The Tower itself is surrounded by a massive storm, and is so tall that the top can't be seen.
He hastily jumps away from the lightning bolt and begins scribbling random notes in his notebook: "Strange Tower. Covered by storm. Supernatural origin? A Will?"
A panel slides open at the base of the Tower......
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Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
Faltros is reclining in the underworld. Devils are travelling on the surface to corrupt mortals, help the spread of evil, etc.
The cartographer is mapping the world.
The cartographer comes across a huge, impossibly tall metal tower that rises from the wasteland.
"What... What is this?" He seems in awe, and starts mapping it.
A bolt of lightning strikes the ground a mere yard away from him, near enough that he can feel the heat from it.
The Tower itself is surrounded by a massive storm, and is so tall that the top can't be seen.
He hastily jumps away from the lightning bolt and begins scribbling random notes in his notebook: "Strange Tower. Covered by storm. Supernatural origin? A Will?"
A panel slides open at the base of the Tower......
"Huh?" He looks perplexed. "Well, I hope that was an invitation and I'm not intruding..." He enters through the panel.
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
"Not to my knowledge, no. There are many bodies in the snow, but none that I would say are 'fiendish'. And yes, it is rather cold here compared to elsewhere. That can be fixed, however." They glide across the snow, not touching the ground, and point a long crystalline finger at the settlement near the foothills. "If I may ask, that settlement... is it already within the borders of another's domain?"
His hollow eyes look where you are pointing. "I don't believe it is."
"That's good. No interference..." There is a brief pause, as they look down upon the village. "What business brings you to this place? Would I be correct to assume it pertains to these 'fiendish folks' you mentioned?"
"You would indeed be correct. I am hunting down a particularly nasty demon lord. He's killed a few gods already and he wishes to overthrow all the gods. I ain't gonna let that happen."
"That does seem to be cause for concern. Is my domain at enough risk to warrant constructing defenses?" The wind picks up and regains its biting chill, whipping the snow around.
"I doubt it. He's been mighty quiet of late and he usually goes for the bigger, older folks."
"I see. I suppose lying low for now is the best course of action. Thank you." Sarah looks up at the mountain's peak, thinking about something.
He nods, "I always like to meet new neighbors. Give them a friendly welcome." The black holes of his eye sockets watch you for a moment, "You plannin somethin?"
"Just a little expansion of the domain, is all.Perhaps some construction."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"That does seem to be cause for concern. Is my domain at enough risk to warrant constructing defenses?" The wind picks up and regains its biting chill, whipping the snow around.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*been a while since I was here.*
The Swarm has created what appears to be a chicken-thing.
Macchino has replaced the entirety of his physical body with machinery.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
"I doubt it. He's been mighty quiet of late and he usually goes for the bigger, older folks."
"I see. I suppose lying low for now is the best course of action. Thank you." Sarah looks up at the mountain's peak, thinking about something.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He nods, "I always like to meet new neighbors. Give them a friendly welcome." The black holes of his eye sockets watch you for a moment, "You plannin somethin?"
*hi*
Cogintius is wandering about his city.
Faltros is reclining in the underworld. Devils are travelling on the surface to corrupt mortals, help the spread of evil, etc.
The cartographer is mapping the world.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
The cartographer comes across a huge, impossibly tall metal tower that rises from the wasteland.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
"What... What is this?" He seems in awe, and starts mapping it.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
A bolt of lightning strikes the ground a mere yard away from him, near enough that he can feel the heat from it.
The Tower itself is surrounded by a massive storm, and is so tall that the top can't be seen.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
He hastily jumps away from the lightning bolt and begins scribbling random notes in his notebook: "Strange Tower. Covered by storm. Supernatural origin? A Will?"
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
A panel slides open at the base of the Tower......
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
"Huh?" He looks perplexed. "Well, I hope that was an invitation and I'm not intruding..." He enters through the panel.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
It slams shut behind him...
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
the storm lord floats up to the storm.
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
A huge metal beam slams into his head, knocking him out. (not a special thing, just debris in the storm)
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
the storm lord, who is, in fact, also a storm, does not get harmed in the slightest, and doesnt have a head anyways
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
Wozotl is currently travelling around trying to find some followers.
Life's amusing and it knows
"Just a little expansion of the domain, is all. Perhaps some construction."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
A booming voice, like thunder, rings out: "Leave this place."
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."